Chamillionaire
Chamillionaire - Gimmick Rappers lyrics
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Gimmick rappers can't lie foreva But as long as I'm here gimmick rappers gon die togetha Told my mama I love drama no one tried to tell her She should of left the club instead of tryna find the fella The villains born dark storms that's my kind of weather Sendin gimmick niggas to the mall to go buy umbrellas Like eminem was tellin them that they should die at illas So my fans they look like him but say I am betta Picture the thought of that since no one spit a harder rap I told her that I'm jehovas little brotha the God of rap Don't play me like u a atheist face it it's more fact Gimmick rappers have heart attacks when u tell him the God is back The problem is more than that like iraq when the gats in em U diss me u gon be done like a snack when the rats get em After the baptism the blat and the blat hit em No need for that gat cause fact is the raps kill em Live ya life like a mockery niggas will see the prophecy Stand on a flight of stairs before u ever think u on top of me Nigga how could u possibly think that u could be stoppin me Destiny could'ntstop me I move and that hoe be watchin me Fans are no longer cryin to see jayz throw up the dynasty Not big as that nigga jigga but nigga tell him it's time for me Rap game is dyin to me I'm the rapper they tryin to see I could bring it back kindly, forcibly or violently Ladies and gentlemen introducing from houston the truth And I'm in the booth and your truth is a big illusion What u choosin if u choosin to jump into the confusion U losin and end up choosin to cruisin into a bruisin nigga Chamillionaire speaks Then they said on the radio I ain't beefin with rappers no mo But tell em to go correct it cause rappers be actin homo Came in it screamin duo I'm leavin it screamin solo Disrespectin a logo's a nono I'll leave u rojo Ay that's spanish real niggas will never vanish We rise up and then we ride up on hatas prepare to panick Put your teflon on u betta go get it planted Rip off your chest piece to make niggas remember janet Ay log on the net type in the villain and search And realize y gimmick rappers is hurt Cause the truth hurts and u jerks (u jerks) is a package of skirts Put ya lil advance back in ya purse (ha ha) The nigga say he don't like me he actin like he a wifey Ain't held a pistol actin like he da type that'll snipe me U don't like me, invite me, u don't like me, come fight me And if u can't afford the flight and u don't like me then write me I ain't concerned with any of your concerns I'm tryna stack plaque on top of plaque like gum germs I got enough tongue twisters to make the tongue turn Make the sun burn I'm so hot I can give it sunburn So call up kayslay and ask him who is The trillest to spit it then call up dj whoo kid Dj drama, vlad, green lantern, and kool kid Tell em it's time to switch they plate lace up with the new kid